If They Only Knew...

Chapter 22- Or

I walk toward my crush hoping that I don't startle him away. I have that energy about me. Something that kinda... commands attention. & he's very shy... So I don't want to scare him away, I just want to talk...

I approach him slowly, not knowing who is more nervous, me with my crush-nerves or him with his stranger-nerves.

"Hi," I greet quietly, mellowing out my eccentric vibe for him, giving a small, & I'm hoping, adorable, wave.

He smiles shyly & I practically melt, his baby blue eyes looking at me timidly, then away again. "Hi..."

"Can I... sit here?" I gesture to the spot of grass next to him & he nods slowly. I smile nervously and quickly sit down. We sit in uncomfortable silence for a moment as I try to figure out what to say next. A whole line of conversation starters goes through my head, none of them very good. I saw you at the dance the other day... I thought you looked cute... & lonely... That you needed a friend... & maybe a lover... I'd seen you before... In my English class last year... You didn't talk much, but I always wanted to know you more... More than just the small talk we had... No, that's definitely stupid. & kinda creepy... Especially if he doesn't remember me... Say something, say something... "So, um, I was wondering..."

"Yeah?" He perked up slightly, his bright eyes holding mine for a second.

I smiled slightly. "If it weren't too much to ask..." He still looked at me & I cleared my throat nervously. "If... maybe you could help my friend with a favor..."

He frowned & looked away. "Oh, ok, yeah... That's cool... Is it something about my sister, or something?"

I shook my head, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "No, hell no. Your sister's a bitch," I touched his arm lightly & he looked at me suddenly. "No offense."

He laughed lightly, seeming slightly more at ease. "None taken... So... what does this 'friend' need?" He raised an eyebrow & waited.

I gulped nervously, before explaining the situation. "Well, it goes a little something like this..."

Hope you guys liked this chapter :). I'm trying out a new POV: Orah Argaman, "Or" sometimes. He is very quirky & energetic generally, but can act differently depending on who he's with, as most people do. I wanted to kind of have a little of his inner thoughts. Sorry if all of my characters' thoughts sound the same, btw. I have a hard time writing characters who don't have at least some anxious thoughts bc I have GAD, so it's kinda hard for me to think outside of that domain sometimes, sorry :'D :/. Anyways.... I guess I'll see you guys later [so awkward, so awkward :s ]...